10,000 Chariots – Damian Marley – letras

Well all me don’t love is the people weh fight ‘gains’t me.Me don’t love them, but me enjoy them, because me can sit downand think of them and write music about them… »Jr. GongJr. GongJr. GongJr. GongI see 10,000 chariotsAnd they are going without horsesHey, the riders them cover them faceSo you could not make them out in smoky placeIt’s a musical stampedeIt’s a musical stampedeIt’s a musical stampedeWhoa saying it’s a musical stampedeLord, them gwan until them gwan too farTill them start up the revolution and the warYey, them gwan until them gwan too farTill them start up the revolution and the warMi naw go put no triple six inna mi head you must be madOne day mi must have to dread you mus si foolMe a run the whole place red and mi tell themFrom now otherwise me will never beg breadThem gwan until them gwan too farTill them start up the revolution and the warYey, them gwan until them gwan too farTill them start up the revolution and the warI see 10,000 chariotsAnd they are going without horsesHey, the riders them cover them faceSo you could not make them out in smoky placeA musical stampedeIt’s a musical stampedeIt’s a musical stampedeSaying it’s a musical stampedeLord, them gwan until them gwan too farTill them start up the revolution and the warYey, them gwan until them gwan too farTill them start up the revolution and the warThru mi no follow them systemThem mek a big tingAnd nuff a dem, a just wolf in sheep clothingBut Rome a go bun downIn a di hot sunAnd then the wicked and the Eden dem fun dunThem making miscalculationNo hesitationThem mek it sound like I and I praise SatanWho is them to pass judgementAnd them no reverendAnd Raggamuffin say him naw keep silentDon’t let me down, don’t let me downDon’t let me down, don’t let me downDon’t let me down, don’t let me downPeople ride on, ride, ride onPeople ride on, ride, ride onPeople ride on, ride, ride onPeople ride on, ride, ride onRide on…Them gwan until them gwan too farTill them start up the revolution and the warYey, them gwan until them gwan too farTill them start up the revolution and the warMi naw go put no triple six inna mi head you must be madOne day mi must have to dread you mus si foolMe a run the whole place red and mi tell themFrom now otherwise me will never beg breadThem gwan until them gwan too farTill them start up the revolution and the warYey, them gwan until them gwan too farTill them start up the revolution and the warWe can’t tell the woman from the manThey are dressed in the same pollutionTheir minds is confused with confusionSo to their problems seems there’s never no solutionThem a night life raversThem a midnight ravers